I had to work with the crazy guy at work. Here are some of the most “interesting” things he said.
“What’s that name of that song?” I still have no idea what he was talking about. I was in the back where there are no speakers.
“Do these belong to us? Like are they from the store or do they belong to us? Where do we get these buns?” No we’re just renting them from the store. Obviously.
“Why isn’t this button working?” *presses it repeatedly* Me: “You just rang up 16 burritos. It was working fine.” *facepalm*
“If a hot girl comes to the window I don’t care if she orders 24 tacos. Plus I know her.” Me: “Oh you do?” “Yeah she’s a my whore.” Me: “…D:”
“Have you seen the ghost?” Apparently he sees ghosts here now.
“where did you get that giant taco shell?!” He’s worked here 5 months and has no idea what a macho taco looks like.
“It smells like cat food in here meeowwww.” It smells like idiot to me.
“Do you like my ringtone?” He didn’t receive any calls during his shift so I don’t know why he was asking this.
